The crowd had died out and the people were leaving the concert hall. R&B artist Ashanti, pop singer Michelle Branch, and Amy Lee from the band Evanescence were already backstage in Ashanti's dressing room sipping on some champagne. They were looking through the monitors watching all the other artists leave.
It had been a big festival combined with different musical guests in New York. One of the guests was John Mayer. The three girls watched him get off the stage take his guitar with him.
"Mmm, I'm not much into white boys, but I have to admit John Mayer is a hottie," said Ashanti.
"Yeah, totally," Michelle agreed.
"Ah, he's ok I guess," Amy said sarcastically.
Ashanti and Michelle turned to look at her. Amy wore her short leather skirt and matching top that showed off her flat belly. Her hair was down and her eye makeup was heavy with black eyeliner. Her black knee-high boots completed the sexy goth look.
"Are you serious? You don't think he's hot?" Ashanti questioned.
"Well I guess, if you like that pretty boy type," Amy said taking a sip of her champagne.
"Don't tell me you find Marilyn Manson more attractive!" Michelle giggled.
Amy narrowed her eyes at the pop star. "No! I'm just saying, well.... his singing sucks! I hate the whiny music he sings. It's college music at it's worse."
"Well honey, we are not talking about his singing. We could care less about his music. I'm talking about his body." Ashanti whispered.
"I like his lips!" Michelle blurted out.
Ashanti and Michelle high fived each other and laughed. Amy remained quiet. Deep down she loved John's lips. She'd been staring at his mouth all night long. They were so thick, nice and full.
"Mmm I bet that boy could eat pussy really good!" Ashanti roared.
"I'd love to find out with he can do with those lips of his," Michelle said softly. She flopped down on one of the couches and sighed.
Amy rolled her eyes and finished her champagne. She got up and threw her backpack over her shoulders. "Well I'm out of here."
"Why are you leaving so soon?" Ashanti asked.
"I'm bored. I need to get out of here. You two are too horny over that wussie of a singer."
Ashanti laughed. "Oh come on Amy! Quit denying that you haven't at least thought about what his lips would feel like between your legs."
Amy nodded. "No, I haven't. He's such a wus! I bet he doesn't even know how to have sex."
"Oh but I bet you could teach him huh Amy?" Michelle asked.
Amy was getting fed up. She wanted to run out of there and go back to her hotel room where she could masturbate with thoughts of John. "Whatever, like I said I'm out of here."
She walked towards the door and just as she opened it, John was passing by. She had opened the door hard making John drop his guitar.
"Ah shit!" John groaned.
Amy felt her heart racing. "Oh sorry."
"Sorry? Is that all you have to say? I think you broke my guitar!" John yelled.
Amy felt her blood boiling. "It wouldn't have broke if you would have held on to it more."
"Whatever. Shit, now I'm going to have to buy me another. This was my favorite."
"Your favorite? How much could that have cost? Two hundred dollars?" Amy snapped.
John grabbed his guitar from the floor and his eyes pierced at Amy. "It was five hundred dollars for your information. What do you care anyway? Aren't' you late for your next cult meeting?"
Amy couldn't help but laugh. John's icy stare soon turned sweet. They both laughed. "I'm sorry. I really am. I can help you buy another guitar if that one is broken." Amy apologized.
"No that's fine. I don't think it hit the ground too hard."
They both stared at each other for a moment and then Amy heard Ashanti's voice. "Hey Amy...oh hi John."
John stared at her and smiled. "Hi Ashanti."
"What are you two talking about?"
"Nothing. I was just leaving." Amy said trying to move past John.
"No! John, tell her not to leave."
John looked puzzled. "Um ok...Amy, please don't leave."
Amy blushed.
"Yeah you can join us too if you want John," Ashanti was persistent.
"Join you? For what?" John asked curiously.
"Just to hang out. We got plenty of champagne here."
"Well I can't turn down champagne now can I?" John smiled at Amy.
Amy turned back around and went back into the dressing room with John following her. She had to admit he looked damn sexy in his blue jeans and black button up top. His hair was a bit messy and his lips...oh god his lips!
"Hey Michelle! Look what Amy found in the hallway," Ashanti announced.
Michelle got up from her seat and gasped. "Oh hi John!"
John waved. "Hey Michelle. You did a great job out tonight. In fact all you ladies did."